Let's go to Valhalla with the sun on our faces.

Humanity can be divided into madmen and cowards. My personal tragedy is in being born into a world where sanity is held to be a character flaw.

No man should go to Valhalla with brothel rash.

Death was kind.” He drew a sharp breath. “But no father should have to give such a kindness to his child.

A warrior fears the battle he missed. More than any fight he can make his own, he fears the fight that’s gone, that ended without him, that no feat of arms can change.

When you become a father, it changes you." Snorri spoke towards the fire’s glow. "You see the world in new ways. Those who are not changed were not properly men to begin with.

Out here you need to live in the moments. Watch the world. You're a young man, Jal, a child who's refused to grow up. Do it now, or you'll die a young man.

Men who’ve made choices always feel they own their destiny. Few ever think to ask who shaped and offered up those choices. Who dangles the carrot they think they’ve chosen to follow.

To err is human, to forgive is divine... but I’m only a cardinal and cardinals are human, so rather than forgiving you I’m going to err towards beating you with this stick.

Sometimes our worst fears aren't realized - though in my experience it's only to make room for the fears our imagination was insufficient to house.

There are no other choices for you, Prince Jalan, and when there are no choices all men are equally brave.

Books and doors are the same thing. You open them, and you go through into another world.

It looks like to watch a film without little horror is like to eat a pizza without the extra stuff on it. Like the sauces!

Almost certainly, however, the first essential component of social justice is adequate food for all mankind.

I think I should learn French and be a better cook - basic, really good life stuff.

Ric Flair was so big I heard about him. I've read his autobiography and all that. He's huge.

I often compare Margaret Thatcher with Florence Nightingale. She stalks through the wards of our hospitals as a lady with a lamp. Unfortunately, it's a blowlamp.

You're always learning about this thing everytime you pick it up

We have created not a Brave New World, but a vulgar marketplace, where human attributes come with a price tag.

When I came into office, I could have kicked the can down the road for a little while, or I could do the right thing.

Do the IMPRACTICAL so that God can do the IMPOSSIBLE!